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Petrus : The Catalyst
03:38
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Progressing in, nearing my destination
Harrowing fear is building inside me
The silhouettes, growing bigger than a beast
Tempting fate, as I go beyond my reach
I know I’m alive
I know it’s contrived
Through the passageways now I'm on my own
Veiled in history, now exposed
In the cave, everything
End of life, stagnating
Loss of identity
Clawing out, infancy
Hold thy breath, life in me
I can’t feel anything
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2. |
Derelict
02:52
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Of the mixture between two minds,
Not quite bicameral but intermingling whys
Has my agency slipped away,
Or have I gained impossible might?
Am I a shell, Am I a man
Quivering hands produce their dew
my heart beat flies it races through
The fringes of vision blur and black consumes
My limbs don’t move, my eyes can’t blink
The weight of life crushes all my will
reason’s missing and can’t be found
It’s absconded with my normalcy
It’s all gone away
reason’s missing and can’t be found
It’s absconded with my normalcy
My limbs don’t move, my eyes can’t blink
The weight of life crushes all my will
I’m clenching on, to all that’s here
Nothing but my excess fear
something brings my eyes to light
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3. |
Luck Of The Draw
04:21
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A weight has been lifted but the weight never existed / at all
And with this allotment my heart’s slowed to a crawl
Laboured fingers open my hands
Numb from the death grip
In the hallway of consciousness
I now can exist
Through nominal times, I’ve tasted sensations of who I am inside
Because my identity, is wrapped in a vacancy, I lost, my mind
But lucid I think of this, a new body I am in, alive
Tempting feelings substance inside built up passed my breaking
wonder at the mountain's mist and defy the order and cult for my beliefs
Fastidiousness fathered my own heart to do this
But I never thought I’d become, become my own creation
Somehow I’ll learn to live with this
but today is one situation
Fastidiousness fathered my inclinations to do this
But I never thought I’d become, become my own creation
But I won't believe I’ve become, become my own creation
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4. |
The Mountain
03:57
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Given graces, trampled on by those who are bemused
Make a mistake, and then watch the fruits of yours misused
The spark of life that’s been gifted has been squandered and abused
Petty feelings, but the potter’s clay can't be reused
Worry not, you’ll understand this in time
Pinned to stone, heavy burden your blight
Belief in precious life, maybe I had crossed the line, Seemingly imposed guise unknown
I feel the skin exposed,
Consciousness now is intertwined,
The body left behind has no mind
Mistakes are nothing but un-found truths
The truths of the souls now fused
And I will now see this through
Hurry now, you’ll understand that I’m right
Soul and stone, the Mist has granted you new life.
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5. |
Entropy
03:45
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I’ve made something, that cannot be captured in any way
Songs that are played, sound like white noise in a silent wood
Pictures of it, don’t do justice. You must see the sight
See it clearly, it’s majestic and will sap your might
Not Medicine, nor tonic, it can't be swallowed or taken in. Feelings can't be replaced.
Feel the weight of conscience , rounding up your mistakes, it's always there, but you don't know why.
All in the mind
But it's behind
Taking all time
Cannot rewind
Betting on your life
Laden with strife
The relegation of asphyxiation
Potential crashing mental lashes inside of me
I feel the burn open up the urn
It contains the ashes of my deceased desires
Feel the curtain fall, and it falls around us all
Clipping out the sides, left with only center
Paint the numbered sky, it clamors and is drawn on by
The solemn few who dare, to cross the lines
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Mnemonia
04:14
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The silhouette is fading fast, it’s an enigmatic functional charade we duplicate
A mellifluent chorus weaves in and breaks into the siloed cues we made in solitude
A wall breaks up inside
One step forth, two backward, three steps a whole new lesson
instructions, libations, obsessions, insurrections
to light up, connection, in life there’s one new black hole
my mind now, in torment, rips sage up calculating
you can hold out you will breathe out
images. malcontent. disjointed. all in a person
Mistics stand. gladius. stabs them in the cauda equina
iodine. terminate. cavalier. mass hysteria.
waiting line, fascist priests, souls are in captive restraint
holding a standard, you stare with reckless abandon
mashing the relatives, constant human bereavement
I sense the memory coming back into a stable state of mind
A precedent isn’t here I’m now speechless.
I cannot feel around me , I don't know where to go. Falling apart in silence I am just heart and stone.
Everything breaks around me , I don't know where to go, clinging to this body from a place on high.
I know I'm alive.
I know it's contrived.
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7. |
The Mad Mist
03:05
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Can I do anything about it?
Lack of control seeps further in me
I feel it coming now, the cycle
Another burst of trepidation
Holding on
My rest’s coming soon
Redact my innocence, I’ve left it
Along with all my fleshly burdens
The feeling’s coming back so quickly
Subconscious leading me to frenzy
Where I’ve been
they all want to go
I see them heading towards the crown,
breaking all the doors
Incensed beyond the pale
fallow words they’ve said
I know that I’m okay
all I need’s a break
I’m getting used to it, the pattern
it’s just like constant repudiation
If I feel nothing now, they’ve won it
I have a body grown to take it
Holding on
Light breaks at dawn
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8. |
Catatonia
04:14
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Feel the world open it’s jaws
Collapsing them around us
Did I know that was, what was happening
Now, that I've only had enough
to sate my panting thirst-thirst for exorcism
Cameras roll and capture this
Moonlight stroll through distances
Aimless shot at the moon
Crickets can't even swoon
Mastery of the ancient art
Calisthenics of the heart
Brick by brick building walls
Now I go, my duty calls
Waking up I felt the same
Except without my brain
Others feel I’ve gone astray
As I sit between these walls
Dancing lights flip and crawl
A new dream enters thought
Is this mine or is it not
Crippling fear anxiety
Still it sits and torments me
This begins the descent
Paper cuts on paper hands
Waking up I felt the same
Except without my brain
Knowing not identity
It’s just not the same today
My frame of reference gone away
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9. |
Dreaming Quake
03:47
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When I grow up
I’ll be the king
The king of life
And everything
I know that it’s true
Because in my youth
I made some planes
That flew out of view
Oooo they flew
Out of view
But I can’t seem
To remember a thing
Of consequence
That would help me
I’m left here alone
Cold hands of stone
With a man
That I don’t know
I don’t know what, what had happened
He’s just lying there, there abandoned
And the silence, on the stone floor
Its revealing, he’s not there anymore
There no more.
I wonder if I’ll make it
Not sure if I’m mistaken
There lies within my blueprints
A place of high importance
A place of high importance
I’ll go there and seek purpose
For code has lead me to this
There lies within my blueprints
A place of high importance
The place they control
The place we’ll take hold
And free the souls
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